Flannery Flailings
Flannery Flailings




It's too dark to read inside a dog, but you can try:

I didn't do it!
so tell her
and let me get my rest.

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Thursday, September 12, 2002
Maybe she prefers smaller petite cutesy yippy dogs. Maybe that's it - I'm too large for her to love me. What if my stumpy tail makes my butt look huge? I can't ever tell. I try to look at it but I just end up going around in circles instead.

Le sigh.

Flailed by Flan 11:51 AM
Oh no! Just as I was perking up from my dog days of depressions I learn that she is abandoning me again! And this time she's GOING TO SEE ANOTHER DOG.

Yes, that's right. A chihuahoweveryouspellit named Maddie in Pennsylvania who is owned by a Sexpot. I overheard it myself!

The Girl: Oooh! While I'm there can we have a slumber party? Since there's just two of us we'll have to take on multiple personalities so we can have the feel of a real slumber party but other than it could work.
Sexpot: Yes, we can even give Maddie a facial.

If the Sexpot can bring along her dog, why can't the dorkpot? I'm entitled to come along and have fun too! I'd even let them do my nails.

Flailed by Flan 11:49 AM
After being kept home for the past two days, I was finally allowed to accompany the girl to work again. And by 11am I had already SCORED!

First, she dropped most of her breakfast (a banana) on the floor. While she was pouting because it was "ruined" (snooty wench is too picky to eat off the floor - go figure), I was scarfing that baby down. She also clumsily dropped the top to the bottle of Orange Juice she had gotten which I thoroughly licked for her.

Life is looking up!

Flailed by Flan 11:45 AM
Tuesday, September 10, 2002
The girl recently got pictures back from her vacation. So, to follow suite here are some pictures of me taken recently.
This is of me pining for her as she left me. Notice the complete misery and pain feeling my eyes. Notice that she didn't notice this.

The second is how she treated me when she did get back. Notice that I'm (again) yearning for just a little hello and she refuses to acknowledge me at all.

Cold, cruel, callous. I hope to be just like her some day.

Flailed by Flan 7:17 PM